The Summer Nymphomaniacs

"Now, I want to dance with you, Johan," she announced.

I stood up and walked over to her. From the iPod speakers played a gentle ballad, and I felt this was a perfect opportunity. She embraced me tightly and pressed her warm body against mine. Her smell aroused me, and the whole situation seemed erotic. She pressed her abdomen into me, and I was sure she felt my hard cock against her stomach. Now there was no way to avoid contact and get it to soften, so I just relaxed and went with the flow.

"God, how nice you are, Johan," Klara said softly as she hugged me. Her hands slid over my back. I said nothing, but just hugged her firmly and let my hand slide down over her bottom. I looked at Jonna. She looked a little lost, almost a little sad. I had expected a smile but she was neutral. I let go of Klara and looked at her.

"Thanks for the dance, Klara. Now I think Jonna wants to dance a little. "

"Come, Jonna," said Klara. "There's someone here who wants to dance with you."

Jonna stood up and came toward us. Klara took a step back and then nudged us together with her arms. She leaned forward and whispered something in Jonna's ear, and they both laughed. Then Jonna looked deeply into my eyes and hugged me tightly. I felt her large, firm breasts against my body. She was warm and soft, and smelled wonderful. Her thick hair tickled me when I pressed my cheek against her. I could not resist the impulse to tenderly kiss her neck. I felt her grip on my back tighten as a very soft moan left her lips.

We danced a long time. When the song was over, Klara came up to us. She had been to the kitchen to refill our glasses, and was smiling at us.

"Come on, let's go in. We've danced enough, more than any other night."

I let go of Jonna and looked at her. She flashed a suggestive smile to me, as her hand caressed my arm. She grabbed my hand and squeezed it hard.

This was the best time of my life.